After her dramatic cousin stopped acting up, the aloof doctor got anxious.

Shen Ruo was bending over to apply a medicated plaster to an old man when she caught sight of that figure out of the corner of her eye.

She looked up and met Qi Wenshen's gaze.

Those tired eyes glanced at her, then slightly raised their chins and gestured towards the top floor.

Shen Ruo nodded vigorously, then mouthed two words: Go.

Qi Wenshen nodded and turned to walk towards the stairwell.

Shen Ruo lowered her head and continued to apply the ointment to the old man, but she didn't notice after she finished that she had applied the tape crookedly, by a whole section.

grandfather:"……"

He glanced at her, said nothing, and silently tore it off and re-pasted it.

Shen Ruo walked to the nurses' station, picked up her phone, opened Qi Wenshen's chat window, and typed a message.

[The soup and breakfast are in the rooftop lounge. My aunt made the soup early this morning, so it should still be warm. Drink it while it's hot.]

Qi Wenshen opened the door and went in. The room was softly lit, and Stella Bear's sofa was quietly leaning against the wall.

There was a thermos and a thermos bag on the desk.

At this moment, I received a message from Shen Ruo.

He replied: 【Okay.】

I finally got to leave work.

When her colleague on duty came to take over, she spent less than thirty seconds explaining the tasks she hadn't finished that day.

Zhou Lan had just put down her pen and was about to call her to go to the cafeteria when she looked up and saw that she was gone.

She turned her head to look at the other end of the corridor, but only saw Shen Ruo's back.

"Shen Ruo, aren't you going to eat?"

Zhou Lan shouted at the top of her lungs.

"You go first."

"What could be more important than eating?"

"You know what I mean."

Zhou Lan: "??"

Speechless. Some men don't even need to eat.

He even abandoned her, prioritizing his lover over his friend.

Zhou Lan muttered, "Fine, you're going to dump me, huh? Everyone needs a man sometimes."

She walked out of the nurses' station and headed in another direction.

Wei Jing's office is at the other end of this building.

Hmph, I have a man too.

Who still has company?

Shen Ruo went up to the top floor, her footsteps light.

Then they saw Qi Wenshen lying on the bed, asleep.

He lay on his side, one hand under his head and the other casually resting on the blanket.

The white coat was taken off and hung on the rack behind the door. Two buttons on the collar were undone, revealing a small patch of skin below the collarbone, and the chest rose and fell gently with each breath.

Shen Ruo walked to the bedside, squatted down, and looked at his face.

His eyelashes are very long, and they are especially noticeable from this angle.

The bridge of the nose is high and straight, with a smooth line running from the brow bone to the tip of the nose.

Her lips were slightly pursed, with her lower lip being slightly thicker than her upper lip. When she was asleep, the usual cold and aloof curve of her lips was gone, and she looked much softer.

Shen Ruo's gaze moved from his lips to his Adam's apple, and then back to his lips, and the little voice in her heart began to stir again.

Her gaze fell on his brow, which was slightly furrowed, as if something was troubling him, something that hadn't completely relaxed even in his sleep.

Shen Ruo recalled what her aunt had said last night.

He brought the patient back to life, but his father never got up again.

Shen Ruo leaned down, reached out her hand, and gently touched his brow with her fingertips.

Her movements were very gentle, stroking it gently, trying to smooth out the wrinkle.

His brow twitched slightly under her fingertips, then relaxed a little.

Shen Ruo's fingers slid from his brow to the end of his brow, then down his cheekbone, across his face, and finally to the corner of his mouth.

Her fingers paused at the corner of his mouth, then moved to his lower lip, her fingertips gently brushing against the peak of his lips, feeling slightly warm.

She had kissed those lips more than once.

Thinking of this, Shen Ruo felt a little dry in her mouth and swallowed unconsciously.

She withdrew her finger, rested her chin on her hand, squatted down by the bed, and looked at the handsome face in front of her.

As Shen Ruo watched, she suddenly became somewhat distracted.

She remembered the transmigration system, remembered that she was a cannon fodder female supporting character in the original plot, and remembered the female lead Wen Zhiyue who had not yet appeared.

"If the female lead didn't exist, if this weren't a novel, if he hadn't transmigrated, if he weren't the male lead... how wonderful that would be."

She murmured to herself, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.

Shen Ruo squatted by the bed, propping her chin up and looking at his face. After a while, she saw his eyelashes tremble slightly and thought he was about to wake up. She held her breath and waited for two seconds, but he didn't wake up.

Shen Ruo stood up; her legs were a little numb from squatting for too long.

She bent down to cover him with the blanket up to his shoulders and tucked the corners of the blanket in.

She glanced at him one last time, then turned and tiptoed out of the lounge.

The moment the door closed, Qi Wenshen opened his eyes.

His eyes were clear, without the drowsiness of someone who had just woken up.

He was really tired when he lay down just now.

He figured Shen Ruo hadn't gotten off work yet, so he lay down for a while and waited for her to come before getting up.

The door opened, and someone walked in, their footsteps very light.

He guessed it was her, but didn't open his eyes.

He heard her crouch down beside him, heard her breathing, very soft, but very close.

Then he felt it.

Her cool fingers touched his face for a while, finally landing on his lips.

Her fingertips were soft, carrying her unique warmth, and gently brushed against his lips, like a feather skimming the surface of water, the ripples spreading from his lips to his heart.

She touched him until he was distracted.

He resisted the urge to grab her hand, because he knew that if he opened his eyes or moved even slightly, he would lose control of himself.

He would pull her into his arms, kiss her, pin her down, and bully her mercilessly.

Little did they know that the young girl had stopped.

He also said some nonsensical things.

Qi Wenshen pondered these two sentences for a moment.

Mistress?

Male lead?

What is this little girl talking about?

What did she take him for?

Male lead in a short drama?

Is she the female lead?

Is his yet-to-appear rival the second male lead?

Or is she the female lead, but he's not the male lead?

Qi Wenshen went through the logic in his mind, but halfway through, he didn't want to continue.

He's too tired right now; he'll settle the score with her after he wakes up.

This time she really fell asleep.

Shen Ruo went to the cafeteria for a meal, carrying her tray and looking for a seat.

Without Zhou Lan's company, Dr. Qi, the cold-faced doctor, was nowhere to be seen.

Her colleague's gossipy nature was stirring, and he enthusiastically waved to Shen Ruo.

"Shen Ruo, over here, come quick, I saved a seat for you."

Shen Ruo raised an eyebrow, picked up the plate, and sat down.

I just took a bite of rice.

Xiao Chen pretended to be nonchalant.

"Shen Ruo, who exactly is your boyfriend? You've already officially announced it, why are you still keeping it a secret? We're guessing every day, our brain cells are going to die a lot."

Another colleague nodded in agreement, "Exactly! An ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her in-laws eventually—or rather, she has to make her debut. She can't hide forever, can she?"

"Hidden so well, are you afraid we'll steal it?"

Shen Ruo chewed on her meat and glanced around.

All the gossipy faces were just waiting to hear the juicy gossip about her.